#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
893 Drab Habitation of Whom? Tabernacle or Tomb— Or Dome of Worm— Or Porch of Gnome—
847 Finite’—to fail, but infinite to… For the one ship that struts the s… Many’s the gallant’—overwhelmed C… Nodding in Navies nevermore’—
XXXIII DARE you see a soul at the white… Then crouch within the door. Red is the fire’s common tint; But when the vivid ore
642 Me from Myself — to banish — Had I Art — Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart —
XLIII I LIKE to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step
79 Going to Heaven! I don’t know when— Pray do not ask me how! Indeed I’m too astonished
356 The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days— Until the Coronation came— And then—'twas Otherwise—
407 If What we could—were what we wou… Criterion—be small— It is the Ultimate of Talk— The Impotence to Tell—
666 Ah, Teneriffe! Retreating Mountain! Purples of Ages—pause for you— Sunset—reviews her Sapphire Regim…
604 Unto my Books—so good to turn— Far ends of tired Days— It half endears the Abstinence— And Pain—is missed—in Praise—
888 When I have seen the Sun emerge From His amazing House— And leave a Day at every Door A Deed, in every place—
XII I CANNOT live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf
989 Gratitude—is not the mention Of a Tenderness, But its still appreciation Out of Plumb of Speech.
592 What care the Dead, for Chanticle… What care the Dead for Day? ’Tis late your Sunrise vex their… And Purple Ribaldry—of Morning
“Sic transit gloria mundi,” “How doth the busy bee,” “Dum vivimus vivamus,” I stay mine enemy! Oh “veni, vidi, vici!”